Semua Bab Last Man Standing: Bab 201 - Bab 210

"Don't forget to have your guys keep an eye out for any foreign intruders," Howard instructed."We still haven't dealt with Blood Rakshasa. As long as she's lurking in Mendorra, Dark Ebon Corp's goons won't back down.""Got it!" the Judge replied. "Sir, how's your injury? Is it really impossible to heal quickly? If push comes to shove, why not visit the Rectenwald sect? Those old-timers might be quirky, but together they could work some magic on you.""You've got guts, calling them old-timers. Did you forget the hard knock they gave us last time?" Howard chuckled.Not many knew about Howard's ties with the Rectenwald sect, but his inner circle was in the know."Sir, you wouldn't have ratted me out, would you?"The thought of facing those crafty old-timers made the Judge shudder. He would have rather taken his chances in a showdown with a martial knight than cross paths with those sly foxes.They had a knack for getting under their skin without them even noticing.Back when Howa

As the King of the Western Region and the head of the Shadow Sect, Howard was well-acquainted with the notorious Dark Shady Cartel.Their reputation was formidable.The Dark Shady Cartel had a storied past, one that could be traced back hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years.The Dark Shady Cartel was not the average gang. It was born out of necessity, a shadowy hand for the royals to deal with the dirty work they could not touch, taking orders straight from the top. They were the cloak-and-dagger types, with a reach that spanned the nation.Back in the day, they were the boogeymen of the empire, bold enough to take out the emperor's own guards, sending shivers down the spines of the high and mighty. However, as empires rose and fell, the Cartel's grip on the throne loosened, not that they got any less deadly—they just got better at hiding it.To those in the loop, the Cartel was still very much a force to reckon with.Even at present, the Cartel had all but vanished into the

"You..." The woman's face went through a rapid series of changes as she realized Yoel's capabilities were beyond her expectations."So, what'll it be? Are you going to call someone, or are you going to apologize to everyone here?" Howard asked, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged woman."Just wait. You'll find out what you're in for soon enough!" she snapped, her teeth clenched in anger.She yanked her child aside and stormed off, whipping out her phone to dial as she went."Everything's fine now, folks. Go on with what you were doing!" Howard called out to the onlookers, trying to ease the tension."She doesn't look like she's up to any good. You and your family might want to head out," an elderly woman in plain clothes advised."Thanks for the heads-up, but we're good," Howard replied with a reassuring smile before taking his seat on the bench once more.The woman's backup arrived fast. In under 20 minutes, a group stormed in, looking for trouble.A middle-aged man led the pack

"Alright, enough. Off you go, no harm done," someone from the crowd called out.They were just regular folks who had been on edge ever since they spotted that intimidating gang of men in black, worried they might be out for revenge.Howard managed to defuse the tension, but there was no telling if the other guys would come back for payback. They all preferred to avoid any further drama."Babe, let's just drop it, okay? Let them go," Talia suggested, sensing the troublemakers were out of their league."Sure thing!" Howard agreed with a grin and turned to Cidrich. "The name's Howard. If you're itching for round two, I'm right here."With a dismissive wave, he added, "Beat it!""Until next time," Cidrich said, rising to his feet and heading for the park's exit. As he turned, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.He had just been warned that Yoel might be as tough as a top-tier martial artist, a martial general.However, Cidrich had his own ace up his sleeve: deep pockets. With enough

As the sisters grappled with their disbelief, a shadowy figure darted past, swift as a specter. It was none other than the Judge, his hand gripping the legendary Cold Moon Saber.Not far behind, 100 Elegant Uniformed Troops charged forward with urgency.A true titan of martial god prowess, the Judge's senses were sharp enough to detect the faintest whiff of a warrior's aura from ten kilometers away, unless they were deliberately masked.He had been nearby, attending to some business, when he picked up on the unmistakable presence of fellow martial deities. Without a moment's hesitation, he raced to the scene."Do you fools from The Dark World have a death wish?" he snarled, eyes glinting with frost, as he surveyed the chaos before him.An enemy that formidable had slipped through unnoticed by the Shadow Sect, and he bore the weight of that failure.To think they dared to take his boss' family hostage… It was a bold move, indeed.His mind was set. Once he dealt with that mess, he